Well, for pity's sake, I'm 56 years old, so there's wrinklage. And, the wrinkles morph and move around my face. They are now attacking my neck! I'd run for my life, but I know they'd catch up with me, like Indians shooting arrows as I circle the wagons. The wagons are filled w...
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Buhrothuh!, you are so right!
amuse
Thursday, August 07, 2008 at 01:01 PM
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These two are hilarious! What a relief to have a little humor injected into such a heavy and depressing subject. Aren't we ALL paying for our youthful sins? Geesh, when I think how much time I spent in the sun without any protection on my face whatsoever, it's a marvel I look as good as I do, which ain't so good :)
Can't wait to see more from these two!